Madison times. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1884-1???, 1887-10-01
Doctor DWire.
BY r. ALTA LILLY.

wind astir, blowing in little gusts from
the northeast; with that damp rawness
in the air which makes one shudder,
and feel strong desire to be safely
housed out of its loathsome embrace.
Few. if any, save on special business
which could not bear delay. would have
cared to be abroad and DR.. Dorien
Dwire, when his housekeeper. Betty.
took away the tea, drew his chair
nearer the fire burning in the study
CRATE with the air of a man who
feels he may enjoy his evening uninter-
rupted.
DR.. Dwire was slightly over middle
height; his figure was firmly but slen-
derly formed; his square shoulders and
fine carriage proved the strength OF
chest and manliness Of spirit. His
complexion was fair, his eyes full. of q
blue-gray color, with n bold. straight
get singularly gentle outlook. His age
was somewhere about twenty-eight
but the hair thrown off the white fore
head had many silver streaks in it,
which, however, the most careless OBJ
server would have seen, had he looked
at the face beneath the hand of Time
had not produced.
DR.. Dwire was quite young, com
paratively speaking; but: he had liv
edh is life. loved his love. anc
experienced q sharp, bitter trouble,
past and over now. which had left it
imprint on his life as ineffaceably as
the impression of some preadamit
birds tread on the soft clay that ha
hardened into stone. But DR.. Dwire'
nature was not stony. Far from it
His hear twas the gentlest, kindest, ma
could possess.
Seated by his glowing study fire, b
soon had forgotten the outer world a
perfectly as most of the outer worl(
forgot him. The wind tossed the tree
outside the rambling. old red-bric
house, and shook the windows of tn
study almost vindictively. as if to inter
rupt the thinker within. But the doc
tor hardly heard, being in spirit ia
away in the past-that past which ha
70 do with his mothers pretty govern
ess, Lydia Leyton. There were no gra
nairs in Dorien Dwlre's closely Gu
dark curls then. His cheek bore tf
hue of health, his dark eyes sparkle
} with the happiness reciprocated lo'
alone can give.
It all came back to him as If it ha
been only yesterday--beautitul Lydi
seated in his mothers parlor. havin
brought her young charges--two hit
, girls, now away at boarding-school-
, on visit to that lady; and Dorien. SCI
. ng her for the first time, and beir
surprised by her great beauty, was Vi
,ble to take his eyes from her.
! He sighs now, as he remembers b
' boyish enthusiasm.
4 al was happy then. 10 happy! Po
fool So happy for the time being
c 'he society of the woman l loved wi
: such deep devotion. such perfect fai
. aud trust" he murmered bitterly. "B
Is one ever supremely happy witho
o the consciousness Of coming pain ?
e Suddenly there had been chang
e Allen Courtney, an artist, came to st
: awhile in the neighborhood--a man
aristocratic birth. handsome, and
i, small principle. He had called at
IS doctors once or twice, and had sc
/" Lydia.
IS From that hour the joyous light b
m slowly faded from Dorien Dwire's fa'
for he began to know what jealousy
and to doubt the love that Lydia h
:, professed for him. And doubt ind
,r ped soon became doubt realized. H
re could he help doubling, when he not
the little pleasure his presence ga
is her-how silent and listless she gr
g :, In his society?
- This fellow has bewitched her "
as MS fine talk of poetry and art, "
II thought sadly. when he is gone
will be my own Lydia again. She
a 60 young and merry, no wonder
"A conversation pleases her."
-o % Aweek later. Allan Courtney left
,el his home abroad. The following da
re- abi how we'll he remembered it!
ty brought him a letter from Ly
,er Leyton. She had gone! She expr
oy cd much regret, but found on exam
y, =. ing her heart that see did not love
lew with the affection q wife should
Or for her husband; and their union
that case could bring happiness
of neither. She considered it was wis
ra kiudest that all should be over
y, tween them,
~. 1 Sometimes" she concluded.
"a, seems as if do not know my mind.
the feel that should not wed you; but
md Dorien, weak and foolish as l
been, / think that even you would
mas mas ue if you did but know how despera
80. ~ I have struggled to do right. 1t is
to for both that should go away. J
tbs you will ever forgive me-that you
her never look on my face again-I do
the expect Good-by Dorien. Try M
ing ing think too hardly of your unhs
to friend. LfDi
That she had gone with Allan ca
nan nar mona of them ever doubted